She wakes up   To the cold lashing at her bones   She packs up   So the police will leave her alone   She looks down   For the change that's been dropped on the ground   She cheers up   One small smile for every dime she's found      And you tell me your life is so hard   You've overcharged your credit card   You tell me you can't take this stress   Stock market's in a mess      You wake up   To the comfort of your heated home   You take up   All the resources you think you own   Off to work   To exploit your workers aren't you nice   You walk by   A dozen starving kids and don't think twice      And you tell me your life is so hard   You've overcharged your credit card   You tell me you can't take this stress   Stock market's in a mess      She walks on   Scouting out for food along the way   She's aware   That this life could kill her any day   She remains   Another starving child without a voice   She goes on   Living this as if she had a choice      And you tell me your life is so hard   You've overcharged your credit card   You tell me you can't take this stress   Stock market's in a mess